The old ancestor's painting style is always wrong

Before Lincheng, Shen Zhongyu's majesty and prestige were shown, and the killing was terrifying. He fought fiercely for seven days, never retreating, and defeated more than a dozen Nascent Souls who heard the news one after another, including one of them who was the most difficult to deal with. Suddenly breaking through the power of the Nascent Soul of the Taoyuan School of Huashen.

Braving the thunder and lightning, Shen Zhongyu jumped forward with the fierceness of wanting to burn jade and stone together. The measuring ruler turned into a sharp blade and pierced the dantian directly, breaking his Nascent Soul into several pieces.After killing the Nascent Soul Almighty, who died just after becoming the God of Transformation, Shen Zhongyu turned around covered in blood and looked at the other people who were still around him, showing a cold and mocking smile.

But the crowd no longer dared to stop him, and the scene was silent for a moment. Hundreds of people looked at Shen Zhongyu with a sneer and shook off the blood on his hands, and walked into the city as if they didn't care.

Seeing him coming, the people standing in front of him naturally wanted to sacrifice their magic weapons to parry, but they were thrown flying by Shen Zhongyu, and finally fell on a distant mountain. When they got up, blood spurted from their mouths, and they almost lost their lives. When you get up, you can only stay where you are and wait.

Seeing this, those people a little behind couldn't help but take a step back.

The people in the innermost circle retreated, and the people behind retreated faster, and in a blink of an eye, a road was opened for Shen Zhongyu to go.

Shen Zhongyu had a cold face at the moment, and his cold and alienated eyes glanced over the people around him.This is also shocking enough, afraid that he will suddenly attack.

The originally black Taoist robe was full of blood, and it was even darker and darker. In addition, his aura was as deep as the abyss, like a demon god. .

And as he walked, a long blood path was dragged on the ground, the blood penetrated into the snow, and a puff of heat burst out, but in an instant the blood solidified into purple black, sticking to the snow.The long bloody road finally became a dark road leading to hell.

When everyone saw this scene, and looked back at the person who killed him, they all lost the blood of revenge, and could only watch him walk by step by step.He walked to the city gate, measured the sky, and saw a ray of clear light like a giant brush, with each stroke drawn on iron with a silver hook, it was written in two big characters "Seven Kills".

As soon as the last stroke of the word "kill" was written, there was an endless murderous intent, which made people feel cold all over, as if facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

Shen Zhongyu turned around and said: "There are seven kills on the top, and Jiuyou on the bottom. If the seven kills don't survive, the nine you will come out." If you don't give me a way to survive, then I'll go back to my old business, ha ha.

As soon as this sentence fell, everyone couldn't help being startled, and exchanged glances with each other. The Jiuyou Demon Sect used to be the number one sect in the Demonic Dao. I don't know how many tragedies it has done. Gan Xin had no choice but to retreat temporarily.

There are less than ten Huashen real people in the world who have heard such news one after another. It is just that it is so easy to go back to the devil's way, but they don't explain much. .

After the people in front of the door retreated, Shen Zhongyu didn't ask people to sweep up the blood on the ground, but only asked people to flatten the snow, and then wrote to invite acquaintances to come to Qisha City for a drink at the beginning of spring. The new wine that has been cellared for a winter can still be seen, but it is a pity that the garden has not been cured, after all, it has lost some color.

Thinking of this, Shen Zhongyu recalled that he and Zhang Zhihe wanted to plant lychees all over the courtyard with red fruits mixed in, but he just smiled, took out the lychee pits that had been eaten before from his pocket, and cultivated the seedlings himself before planting them. In the yard under my bedroom.After thinking about it, I planted crabapple trees, peach trees, and vermilion fruits, etc. When spring comes, the eyes should be full of red clouds and the sky is full of crimson.

If the time comes, I can walk with Azhi in the forest and talk while eating lychees. Even though Shen Zhongyu is planting a tree, he can't help laughing occasionally, just thinking of Zhang Zhihe at the moment. Difficult and somewhat depressing.

The people who have been paying attention to the actions in the Seven Kills City saw that after Shen Zhongyu started killing people, he was not only entertaining guests, but also planting flowers and plants, and they were unconsciously relieved. Prestige, after establishing prestige, is to abide by morality and maintain innocence.

Besides, most of the people he killed before were door-to-door provocations.Except for the Yinshan Sect, he took the initiative to come to the door, and no other major sects of the orthodox path suffered disaster.

Based on such an analysis, he can be regarded as a man of morality right now.The so-called celestial life is precious, and it is immeasurable to create people. Since he abandoned the dark and turned to the bright, he didn't care about it.Following a secret exchange of opinions between several sects, such news quickly circulated among the two schools of righteousness and evil, and most people could only agree, and it was useless to disagree.

Shen Zhongyu was invincible in the absence of the Huashen Daoist.His previous threat was too easy to use.

And Xie Cunju, who was far away in Shuofang City, received such news, one was happy and the other was fearful. It is a good thing to have less big devils in the world, but thinking of the news that this big devil once gave him, he couldn't help but feel uneasy. He not only secretly investigated whether He Lou Yanhong had become a demon, but also notified the sect.

Although at this time, he had half-folded the authenticity of what Shen Zhongyu said in his heart, but he couldn't completely deny it. After all, He Lou Yanhong's behavior became more and more crazy. Burning like a candle, he was worried about Zongmen's punishment, and at the same time worried that He Lou Chengsi would be killed by He Lou Yanhong.

When the news from the Zongmen arrived, what Xie Cunju saw was Chu Feng’s singer’s book, and he ordered him to retreat at any time, and his heart skipped a beat. Mansion, what if He Lou Yanhong caught the opportunity and got hurt?

Thinking of this, he simply ignored the etiquette and went to visit He Lou Chengsi when he was free, but seeing that He Lou Chengsi was getting tired and haggard, he hurriedly asked why.

He Lou Chengsi had managed to pull himself together and was fine, but when he saw Xie Cunju looking at him worriedly, he couldn't help but spit out the family affairs: "The ancestor was hurt when he went to chase and kill the ancestor of Jiuyou. Injury, I have been healing recently. I am tired every time I serve."

Xie Cunju felt a little relieved when he heard the words, but seeing the worry in his eyes, he said: "As long as Yuanying Da Neng can come back, he will recover slowly, so you don't have to worry too much."

He Lou Chengsi looked at Xie Cunju, he couldn't say that his ancestor wanted to catch Zhang Zhihe but was injured by the apprentice of Jiuyou ancestor, so he replied vaguely: "The old ancestor has a big wound on his back, and he still needs to be injured. It’s poisonous, and it’s never been cured. Now I can’t lie down, and I can’t wear clothes properly.”

When Xie Cunju heard this, it was really troublesome, so he said, "I'll find some medicine later. Don't be too tired, where's your sister?"

When He Lou Chengsi heard that Xie Cunju was about to deliver medicine, he said with joy on his face, "I knew you understood me."

"Well, then you should also follow me and take a good rest."

"I sneaked out to see you, it's already a rest."

When Xie Cunju heard this sentence, his heart ached even more. Thinking about the affairs of his family, he pondered for a long time, and finally said: "Let your sister take care of it, isn't she the one who likes to take care of things the most?" "You can't push everything to your sister. My father said that it is best to pamper a girl."

"Oh." Xie Cunju sighed, got up and went behind him, knelt down, pressed him on his lap, and said, "Just rest for half an hour, and I will watch the time for you." "Me too How can someone who has cultivated a golden core get tired so easily." The more he spoke, the lower his voice became, and finally he closed his eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

Xie Cun raised his sleeve to cover his face, blocking the light for him. He looked distressed at the spot of light coming in from the window, and thought of telling the whole story like the sword cultivator in the door, but he looked forward and backward, and he felt a little bit despised by himself. up.

He Lou Yanhong, who made Xie Cunju extremely distressed, was also restless at the moment, because Monk Tingxiu was going to overcome the evil of the heart.

She knows that she has nothing to do at the moment, but her two big enemies have no time to take care of herself, but one day, they will get out, and she has never hoped that Zhang Zhihe and Shen Zhongyu will both die in a fire. .Therefore, she had to prepare early.

On the one hand, she practiced hard, hoping to advance to Yuanying as soon as possible; on the other hand, she continued to support Tingxiu in order to win allies. She hated that if He Lou Chengsi could win Xie Cunju, I could win Tingxiu. The battle for the city master is yet to be known.

However, since Tingxiu recovered the Zhenpai Dafa and Zongmen Dongtian of Liantai Temple, there was a great momentum for a while, and everyone was quite critical, but Tingxiu will express her willingness to share this Dongtian with Shuofang Helou family.City Lord He Lou personally suppressed these rumors and returned most of the Liantai Temple to him.

It stands to reason that Tingxiu's wish has been fulfilled, and it is time to fly straight ahead.But as Shen Zhongyu said, "Heaven's heart can't be bullied", although he never killed anyone with his own hands, most of the lives in the treasure fight back then would have fallen into his hands.

Therefore, his understanding of Buddhism always seems to be separated by a layer, and he can't see clearly, which makes him extremely panicky; If there is a grudge for revenge, he will come out from time to time to disturb his mind.

After more than ten years like this, he actually showed signs of becoming a demon.Now is the last moment, if you can't overcome greed and hatred, and open the Alaya consciousness (that is, like the Nascent Soul stage in Taoism), you will enter the way of demons.

He Lou Yanhong felt the demonic energy rising and falling in the quiet room outside the door, she was both worried and secretly happy, this thief and bald donkey can't be cleaned up anyway, I can't be responsible for all the bad things.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard a sound behind her, turned around and saw that the quiet room had opened, and Ting Xiu was standing inside the door, naked and muscular, quite different from her usual elegant appearance.

Seeing him walking step by step like an iron mountain, He Lou Yanhong suddenly felt trembling, but she didn't want to leave, she watched him approaching with fear and hope, until he looked up and saw the sadistic look in his eyes. In the red light, He Lou Yanhong bit her lower lip lightly with her white teeth as if she was frightened, she looked particularly charming.

As soon as Tingxiu came over, she was rudely trapped on the wall, tore off half of her skirt, and entered her body viciously.

He Lou Yanhong yelled out in pain, but smiled happily again, this is very good, since then, there is another old man in the Demon Sect, which is even more interesting.